Leo stood up, adjusted a pair of glasses he wasn't wearing a moment ago, and looked around the room with a sense of profound, borrowed loss. He didn't know who Leo was anymore. He only knew that he had 268 reasons to stay awake.
Leo had found the computer at an estate sale for twenty dollars. The house had belonged to a retired neuroscientist who, ironically, had passed away from the very condition he spent forty years studying. When Leo unzipped the archive, there was no software, no executable, and no images. There were only 268 folders, each titled with a date spanning from 1982 to 2022.
On the screen, the progress bar hit 100%. The .rar file vanished.
